On His Death

Posted on April 14, 2017 by hernibs

I did not know what love was
Until I was without it,
I did not know how good it was to give
Until I had no one to give to
I did not know how precious life was
Until I saw it disappear before my eyes.

©Sharron R. McMillan

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